(11 am. – promoted by DDadmin)
Does it get worse?
I find myself pining for that philanderer who knocked up his mistress, had a child out of wedlock, and then got omitted from his wife’s will when she died of cancer and left him with young children.
Certainly a man with a defective zipper is preferable to one who thinks that J.P. Morgan should be setting his agenda for each and every day for the next several years. The audacity of hope was really the audacity of J. P. Morgan. Who knew?
Of course I could be wrong. Maybe I am just Monday morning quarterbacking. Maybe the philanderer would have had a hedge fund manager for chief of staff and it could have been worse.
All I recall is something about two Americas. One of them sure knows how to beat up the other one.